Gravity Check
The autobiography of a fleeting life.
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Dido Style
I hate how the people I really miss don't miss me. It drives me insane to think that I'm constantly trying to be the mortar in the cracks of these relationships with no avail.
You got me. My hands are up. It's all up to you.
Ciao
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